Why I didn’t Finish: Jurassic Park – Michael Crichton

There is a problem with that island. It is an accident waiting to happen.” (Page 77)

Title: Jurassic Park
Written by: Michael Crichton
Genre: Hard Science Fiction, Techno-thriller, Horror
Publisher: Alfred A. Knopf
Publication Date: November 20, 1990
Paperback: 400 pages Continue reading “Why I didn’t Finish: Jurassic Park – Michael Crichton”

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children – Ransom Riggs

Title: Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children 
Written by: Ransom Riggs
Genre: Fantasy – Horror
Publisher: Quirk Books
Publication Date: June 11, 2011
Paperback: 352 pages Continue reading “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children – Ransom Riggs”

Fahrenheit 451 – Ray Bradbury

It was a pleasure to burn.
It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history. With his symbolic helmet numbered 451 on his stolid head, and his eyes all orange flame with the thought of what came next, he flicked the igniter and the house jumped up in a gorging fire that burned the evening sky red and yellow and black. He strode in a swarm of fireflies.” (page 1) Continue reading “Fahrenheit 451 – Ray Bradbury”

The Westing Game – Ellen Raskin

Who were these people, these specially selected tenants? They were mothers and fathers and children. A dressmaker, a secretary, an inventor, a doctor, a judge. And, oh yes, one was a bookie, one was a burglar, one was a bomber, and one was a mistake.” (page 5) Continue reading “The Westing Game – Ellen Raskin”

Ready Player One – Ernest Cline

Halliday’s Easter egg gradually moved into the realm of urban legend, and the ever-dwindling tribe of gunters gradually became the object of ridicule….
And another year went by.
And another.
Then, on the evening of February 11th, 2045, an avatar’s name appeared on the top of the Scoreboard, for the whole world to see. After five long years, the Copper Key had finally been found, by an eighteen-year-old kid living in a trailer park on the outskirts of Oklahoma City.
That kid was me.” (Page 13-14) Continue reading “Ready Player One – Ernest Cline”